Chapter 4

In the months that followed, Timmy and I settled into a routine. With Justin gone almost three weeks a month, Timmy would move his clothes into the master bedroom, then move them out again just before his father got home. We had sex at home, all over the house actually. Timmy programmed his favorite paid porn sites, which I paid the monthly costs, on our large screen TV, but he made sure to enable the parent control on those channels so his dad couldn’t stumble across them.

Timmy like the idea of the mother’s not being able to sit on the furniture at the community so he asked if I could not do that at home. At first I was reluctant as our home as our home life was separate from the community. He kept bugging me and finally I agreed but only when his dad was away. If we had other mother’s from the community at the house, I told them about the rule and none of them had a problem with it.

As we got more comfortable with the community, I found I liked the pet play the best. We would practice at home and at the community. I really liked the obstacle course as it gave me a good workout. I didn’t mind the barking, panting, begging or pooping and peeing in the sandbox. At home during our pet play he would feed me dog treats if I did a trick for him and for meal time he would fill my dog bowl with crunchy dog food and water.

Timmy loves it when I hump his leg as he sits in the lounge area with the other boys laughing and talking about school, ignoring me as I rub my cunt on his leg. In the spring time the international dog shows started. We would watch them on the large screen TV in the pet room then have our shows for the community. Timmy and I finished fourth in our first dog show with Candy and Kyle finishing fifth.

As luck would have it, Mrs Beck and her family moved out of state. She was the community accountant. I applied for the job and got it. It paid 40,000 a year and if I was going to divorce Justin, I would need to make more than that if Timmy and I were going to stay in the house. We discussed my divorce from his dad many times and our conclusion was that both of us would be much more happier with him gone.

When Justin was home, Timmy was jealous of him, anytime Justin talked to me or when we went to bed and Timmy was regulated to his room. He knew all about his dads vanilla sexual tastes, because I told him, and I think Timmy looked down upon his father because he knew his dad was a wimp in bed and he wasn’t. As soon as Justin walked out the door with his luggage for the next trip, Timmy and I tore each others clothes off and fucked like rabbits.

One of the first things I did as the community accountant was to propose a change to the board. I suggested that the boys pay each other to fuck us. If a boy wanted to fuck me, he paid Timmy five dollars (or whatever amount) for the privilege. The amounts would be worked out by the boys, that way, they could use the money they earned selling us for a fuck to place bets on the other games the community played. The boys would get their “fuck money” as I called it, from us, this way, the boys learned the value of a dollar and the art of negotiation.

Candy suggested that there be a set price for sexual services. A cunt fuck was $10, and ass fuck was $15, and a blow job was $20. For specialty sex such as the S&W room, it was $30. Using a mother for a game was $25. In time, we would bring money with us so our boys could buy sex from the other mother’s. The money the boys made in selling us for sex they could keep.

Some boys wanted to play the hooker game outside the community. The mother would stand on a street corner and the boy would drive (if he was old enough) and ‘pick her up’ and in the case of the boys who weren’t old enough to drive, the mother would drive. The board deemed this too risky with too many things that could go wrong.

Alice and I went to The Pussy Cat Gentleman’s on Friday nights as ladies night out. I was a full nudity strip club with no alcohol served. Mannie and Timmy would wait at either our house or Alice’s house for us to return. Alice and I would return a little bit horny and the boys would have their way us, swapping us back and forth, and when they tired of it, Alice and I would entertain each other. She had the cutest little brownie of any mother at the community and I tried them all. I would draw lazy circles around the muscle with my tongue as she lay on her stomach purring from the attention I showed her anus.

When we first went to the club, we both studied how the girls swung around the poles, how they took their clothes off and teased the men. On the third visit we asked the club management if we could talk to the girls, under the pretense of maybe working there. There we learned how to primp our hair, apply make-up, and spray perfume in strategic places. And of course the men always trying to hit on us while we were trying to enjoy the show, the men were annoying.

At the community, Alice and I got really good at stripping and the boys would be asking Timmy and Mannie to sign us up every weekend. I got permission from the board to purchase a dozen dildos that could be strapped around the thigh. The idea was, when we gave the boy a lap dance we would sexily impale either our anus or cunt on the dildo attached to his thigh. It was a requirement that when we finished the lap dance, we would kneel next to his thigh and clean the dildo with our mouth and tongue.

Needing another job to supplement the community accountant job, I found a LGBTQ strip club in the next county over, about thirty minutes from the house. The club featured male and female strippers and of course the clientele were members of the rainbow community from around the region. I talked Alice into the joining the club. I averaged about a $1000 a night, not only from stripping but from selling myself for sex to the women and trans-women, four nights a week. I found that I really enjoyed fucking a trans-woman with her ‘real cock’, a totally different experience from fucking a woman with a strap-on, which is very enjoyable also, but different.

But the main thing was, now I had the money and job to divorce Justin and live in the house with Timmy.

In the spring time the first community dance Timmy and I attended was Prom night. We rented the boys tuxedos with wing-tip shoes. The week before the Prom, I taught Timmy how to slow dance. Alice and I went to the hairdresser the day of the dance and got our hair done and a mani-pedi. At home before leaving for the community, Alice and I carefully colored each others cunts and anus. Pink on the clit, red on the cunt lips and pink on the anus muscle. I had Alice take a black marker and write an ‘M’ on the inside of either ass cheek with my anus making the ‘O’. I did the same to her. We put on baggy sweat clothes and drove the boys to the community.

When we got to the community, there was a partition from the front door to the inside door so the boys couldn’t see us getting ready. Alice and I and the other mothers got nude, put on our finest jewelry, necklaces, our best stilettos or pumps, touched up our lip stick and make-up. I took a black marker and wrote ‘SLUT’ across Alice’s forehead. She wrote ‘LITTLE GIRL’ across my forehead. Alice and I colored our aureoles neon green, attached nipple clamps that had a silver chain between the clamps, and I removed my wedding ring. We danced and fucked the night away and the best part was that Timmy made a hundred dollars selling me to the other boys. He wants to upgrade is game controller. The boys took to calling me ‘Little Girl’ and Alice ‘Slut’ while at the community.